The Place That Makes Me Happy - the moss

I've been . so bad, since she's been gone I've tried to take comfort In some old sad song Cause i feel a little better No one someone hurts the way i do Yeah! when i'm this far down All that makes me happy is the blues All they talk on TV They shout about something Nobody listen Nobody say nothing Seem like my old guitar Is the only face i find the truth (yeah) This all world is going crazy, All that makes me happy is the blues I'd love to hear that sweet Memphi's song And that good old funky rock n roll Oh when i need some healing The only thing i turn to All that makes me happy is the BLUES

I like an old guitar Playin' a Gosdin song In a smoky bar That's what turns me on, yeah If that makes me a little old school Go ahead and call me yesterday's old fool If that makes me a little throwback Throw it at me, don't worry, I can take that Call me hick, hillbilly, hell I'm proud to be what that makes me I like a 60's truck The kind that's solid steel The kind that always runs It takes a man to turn that wheel If that makes me a little old school Go ahead and call me yesterday's old fool If that makes me a little throwback Throw it at me, don't worry, I can take that Call me hick, hillbilly, hell I'm proud to be what that makes me Yeah, I don't swear in front of no woman I answer yes sir to my old man I drink my liquor with a side of nothin' Yeah, good and country that's what I am If that makes me a little old school Go ahead and call me yesterday's old fool If that makes me a little throwback Throw it at me, don't worry, I can take that Call me hick, hillbilly, hell I'm proud to be what that makes me What that makes me

I know he's around when the sky and the ground started ringing I know that he's near by the thunder I hear in advance His words, his words alone are the words that can start my heart singing And his is the only music that makes me dance He'll sleep and he lies in the light of two eyes that adore him Bore him, it might but he won't leave my sight for a glance In every way, every day, I need less of myself I need more him, more him 'Cause his is the only music that makes me dance Bore him, it might but he won't leave my sight for a glance In every way, every day, I need less of myself And I need more him, more him 'Cause his is the only music that makes me dance Yes, his is the only music that makes me dance

She makes me happy on the coldest day She makes me happy when the clouds are gray Every day like Christmas when she's in my house She makes me happy and I'm wanna shout Now it's a funny old world, I never thought I could settle down But then I met a woman gonna change my life around Ah, the good Lord sent me down a little angel I must change my way No more late nights out, we're on a boil, pissin' my life away She makes me happy with her downtown style She makes me happy with her cookin' smile I go to bed laughing and I wake up smiling She makes me happy, she smiles in a while I'm a stubborn kind a fella, never thought this could happen to me I could smoke and drink and gamble just as I please Now I'm working out daily and I'm watching my waistline No more burgers and fries When I get home there's a hot bath waiting Glass of wine on the side She makes me happy when the day is done She makes me happy about the summer of sun We're getting closer and we're making plans She makes me happy, I want to dance, oh, yeah She makes me happy, can you understand She makes me happy, I'm a reborn man She shows me loving is a wonderful thing She makes me happy, I wanna sing, sing, sing She makes me happy, can you understand She makes me happy, I'm a reborn man Every day like this, messin' around the house She makes me happy, yes she does She makes me happy, she makes me happy, ah, yeah.

How deep does it go? Do you not know? Sipping whiskey in the daylight We're down to get lost Roll around in the moss Skinny dipping in the daylight I love you I'm really wishing that you do, too I love you I'm really wishing that you do, too How deep does it go? Do we want to know? Tripping silly in the daylight I love you I'm really wishing that you do, too I love you I'm really wishing that you do, too I love you I'm really wishing that you do, too I love you I'm really wishing that you do, too

I went to a place To repair and rest myself But I never left The loop of the waves Crashing on my shore got stuck in my head And never came out Oh, it'd be better if the world would all slow down It'd be better if I knew then what I know now It'd be better if the world would all slow down Ohoh, ohoh, ohoh It'd be better if the world would all slow down It'd be better if I was swimmin' in the shallows 'Cause then I wouldn't need to spend my whole life Catching up to you But I held a seashell Close to my ear I listened To the sound of the deep It made me swear An oath of secrecy I couldn't tell a soul what it told me It'd be better if the world would all slow down It'd be better if I knew then what I know now It'd be better if the world would all slow down It'd be better if I was swimmin' in the shallows It'd be better if the world would all slow down It'd be better if I was swimmin' in the shallows It'd be better if I was swimmin' in the shallows The shallows, the shallows It made me swear An oath of secrecy I couldn't tell a soul what it told me, no I can't tell you what it told me, no I can't tell you what it told me, no I can't tell you what it told me, no I can't tell you what it told me, no I can't tell you what it told me, no I can't tell you what it told me I can't tell you what it told me I can't tell you what it told me I can't tell you what it told me I can't tell you what it told me, no

Tangletown, yeah yeah, Tangletown. Hey siter when you see, The city life on the colour TV. The temptation is known to us all, Hey little sister, don't you fall, For Tangletown. Hey brother, stay on the farm. Our daddy needs your strong right arm. There's no land of milk and honey. There ain't no jobs and there ain't no money, In Tangletown. Ain't no money in Tangletown. Lebanese food, lagos soul. Black American rock and roll. Swimmin' in the sun, the papaya, the lies. The money, the games, the fish and the flies. In the petrol fumes, The little girls ripe and bleed for a priest or a white man. You know a cane knife is the sweetest blade, In a cane-cutters hand, that got ever made. And out in the fields of negros occidental, A young man howls at the cane and the jungle. Oh my lover, stay with me. I am poor and I'll never be free. I'm afraid the Americans'll buy your, Beautiful body with the almighty dollar, If you leave me for Tangletown.